At that time, when the door opened, she thought that it must be her parents who had come in, with a bright smile on her face. She could finally see her parents' good mood, which made her feel extremely happy.

But when she saw a strange man coming in, her smile froze. Ten years have passed, and she still clearly remembers the expression on the man's face. It was an extremely complex expression, a complex expression that she had not figured out until now.

Seeing Xiang Nuan, the man showed a very kind expression, his voice was very light, as if he was afraid of scaring her, "Are you Xiao Nuan?"

Xiang Nuan nodded nervously. When she saw this man, she had a very bad premonition and rushed into her heart. She sat on the bed, her hands tightly clasped the quilt, her big toes hooked together, and her big eyes, like black grapes, were glittering at the man, her nervousness was visible.

The man sat down beside her bed and said in a gentle tone, "I am your father's friend. You can call me Uncle Wei. Uncle has something to tell you today."

"Hello Uncle Wei, where is my dad?" Xiang Nuan's voice was a little timid, but she was still very polite.

"This is what uncle wants to tell you. Your father always praises Xiaonuan as a brave child. Xiaonuan will not disappoint your father, right?" Uncle Wei's voice was filled with the power of bewitching, which made Xiang Nuan straighten his back in an instant, saying that he would be very brave and would not disappoint his father.

Uncle Wei smiled when he saw this, then put away his smile again, and said in a sad tone, "Your parents are both heroes."

This affirmative sentence made Xiang Nuan's little heart suddenly shrink, and her straight back suddenly stiffened. In her cognition, the heroes were dead people. Dad told her many stories about heroes. All stories have one thing in common, that is, the heroes were sacrificed in the end.

She finally realized something, and looked at the man sitting by the bed whom she called Uncle Wei, praying in her heart. He just came to tell herself that her parents would come back later if they hadn't finished their work.

But reality is always so ruthless.

"Your parents died while performing a mission." Uncle Wei's voice was very soft, but it was so cold in Xiang Nuan's ears, and she split her world like a thunderbolt.

Xiang Nuan was stunned, her eyes were no longer focal, immersed in the words of the words, your parents died, their parents died? How could it be? Dad even agreed to give her a gift.

Uncle Wei paused for a moment, and the expected crying was not happening, which made a trace of surprise in his eyes. He was shocked for a while before saying, "Good boy, just cry if you feel sad."

Xiang Nuan came to her senses, shook her head, and curled her lips, "No, Dad said I am a brave child, and the brave child will not cry."

A light flashed through Uncle Wei's eyes, "Xiao Nuan is indeed very brave, your father will be proud of you."

"Uncle Wei, where are my parents? Can I see them again?"

Xiang Nuan asked with tears in her eyes, and she remembered that she would hold funerals after death. She had not seen her parents' appearance for five years. Even if they could no longer hug her gently or call her name lovingly, she would still see them again. Is it still what she remembered, and this time I will always remember because she knew that she would never have the chance to see them again.

When she was five years old, she was shopping with her parents in the mall, standing in front of the railing on the fifth floor of the mall, watching the performance of the first floor of the lower floor holding the promotion. Suddenly, she was knocked down and fell downstairs. She was so scared that she burst into tears. Although she was held back by her sensitive father, her head was knocked on the floor under the railing, leaving blood stasis in her brain, which compressed the optic nerve and made her eyes lose light. Because the blood clot was not in good position, she could not remove blood stasis in surgery and could only rely on herself to absorb it. In this way, she lost light from the age of five, until the blood clot in her brain was cured by acupuncture by a father's Chinese medicine friend.

She remembered it very clearly at that time. In ten days, the blood in her brain would completely disappear and she could recover her light. However, her parents left because of work and promised her that they would come back to pick her up in ten days. Then she could see her parents, and her father also prepared gifts for her.

So when she finally recovered the light, the three people she wanted to see most were her parents and brother Yuci. But she never expected that the day when she restored the light was a day to leave her parents forever, and she also lost contact with brother Yuci.

Uncle Wei sighed, "Xiao Nuan, that was an explosion, your parents did not leave any body."

Xiang Nuan's little heart completely cold, exploded, without a body? In other words, she would never have the chance to see her parents again.

Next, Xiang Nuan was taken away by Uncle Wei because, although there was no body, the funeral was still to be held.

Xiang Nuan didn't cry, and was stunned. She let them change her into a black gauze skirt, a pair of black leather shoes, and a black hat on her head, and appeared at her parents' funeral.

There were people wearing black clothes everywhere, with more men and fewer women standing neatly on both sides, looking at the little one, while she was quietly walking through them by Uncle Wei holding hands.

She finally saw her parents, but it was just a photo on the tombstone.

There was something in her mind collapsed, and she didn't hear what those people said, and her eyes were frozen on the two photos with serious expressions. Although she didn't have a smile, she recognized that it was the way her parents looked in her memory.

At this moment, she could no longer resist the desperate sadness. She let go of Uncle Wei's hand, rushed to the tombstone, hugged the tombstone and cried. Her small face was pressed against the cold tombstone, to be precise, on the photos of her parents. That was the only place that could make her feel warm at this time.

No one said anything. He looked at the crying hysterical little girl and listened to her helplessly shouting "Mom and Dad". Although this funeral was not the first time, it was the most memorable time they remembered.

Xiang Nuan didn't know how she left the cemetery, but she knew that she fainted from crying. When she woke up, she lay on the bed in a room with no one in the room. She sat up in horror and shouted in panic, "Mom and Dad, don't leave me, I'm afraid."

Then the door of the room opened and she saw the Uncle Wei again. This time, she knew his name, Wei Liangyu, father's immediate boss.

Standing barefoot on the ground, looking up at Wei Liangyu with his head tilted, his eyelashes were wet, and tears were still hanging on his face. He held his hands in front of him and rubbed them constantly.

"Uncle Wei, I'm not brave enough. Will my father and mother be disappointed? Will they be angry with me?"

Wei Liangyu walked up to her, bent down, and looked at her side.

"Xiao Nuan, your parents won't be angry with you, but Xiao Nuan really needs to be brave in the future."

Xiang Nuan's tears fell silently. She understood that Uncle Wei's words were right. Mom and Dad would not come back. She must be brave. But what should she do in the future when she is only ten years old? How to be brave?

"Uncle Wei, I will be sent to an orphanage, right?" She thought that her parents had taken her to an orphanage before, donating clothes, schoolbags, and books to those children, and the children there were sent there without their parents.

"No, but Xiao Nuan has to make a decision. Your parents are heroes. As the hero's daughter, you have two ways to choose." Uncle Wei looked at her very seriously.
Chapter completed!